Chapter One Hundred and Sixty-Three, the old man in the business class
"The flight from Los Angeles to Albuquerque is about to take off. Please ask passengers who are not boarding to go to the boarding gate quickly. The flight from Los Angeles to Albuquerque is about to take off"
After all, it was already evening, and there were not many passengers taking this flight at this time, but a small plane with a size of 100 people was just filled. Since it was a small plane, there was no high-end first-class cabin. Alice only chose two business locations, which accounted for half of the carrying capacity of the position.
There are four seats in pairs, and there is a group on the left and right sides of the cabin. The combination is pretty good, but the scale is really too small. After all, it is a small plane.
As soon as Flynn took the seat, she couldn't help asking: "When did you get my social security card?"
"Is it difficult? Didn't it just hand it to me by your dad? Forgot?"
Seeing Flynn open his mouth even more in shock, Alice smiled and said, "Ah, by the way, you were so surprised at that time. Of course, you don't remember this detail. But it doesn't matter, I will keep your security card and leave it to me for the time being."
As she grew older and more and more juniors, Alice's bad taste was also aroused. Seeing a little kid being fooled by herself all day long, she was surprised and admired. This feeling was really good.
The economy class behind me was full of sounds of passengers walking and putting their luggage. In the business class at the nose, it was not until ten minutes before the boarding deadline that the third person finally entered.
He was an old man over 60 years old, but he still had black hair, only part of his hair turned gray and white. He obviously took good care of himself on weekdays.
But the old man was wearing a bit strange. There was nothing strange about jeans and jackets, but it was hard to understand that he was wearing a baseball cap in the cabin.
The old man sat down at the seat next to Alice and immediately called out: "Crewman."
A blonde flight attendant immediately walked out from behind the curtain in front: "Hello, sir, do you need any service?"
"Pour me a cup of lemonade at about 70 degrees, plus two pieces of rock sugar."
"Okay, prepare it for you right now."
After receiving the affirmative reply, the old man nodded with satisfaction, glanced at Alice and Flynn on the other side, and immediately took out a Washington Post from his briefcase, which made him look. What's even more strange is that he held the newspaper very high, almost covering half of his face.
"Strange old man."
After muttering this, Alice didn't pay much attention to it and began to close her eyes and rest.
After a while, the plane was about to take off. Seeing the airport outside the window moving, Flynn stared at the window with her eyes curled up, afraid that she would miss any details. I thought it was definitely the first time he took a plane in his life, and how could anyone not be like him when he experienced any first time?
Alice looked funny: "When you take off and accelerate, you will have a lot of pressure. Sit honestly. Don't think that it's okay if you have a seat belt, you will feel uncomfortable."
Flynn calmed down a little and asked, "Alice, do you often fly?"
Alice thought for a while: "It's okay. Among the peers, not those senior rich second-generations who use travel as daily life, I take a plane quite frequently. No, it should be very high."
On the other side of the aisle, the Washington Post's page straightened.
In just two hours, Flynn's curiosity had long been raised to the peak, and he had no intention of ending it just by asking one question.
Speaking of which, apart from knowing that Alice has superpowers, he really knows nothing about this big sister. He just suddenly met in the basement of the warehouse, and then someone showed his power and was taken away by the police.
"Alice, are you still a middle school student? You always take a plane, don't you have to go to school?"
Alice smiled softly, and she looked out the window. The plane had already reached the takeoff point. After calming down instantly, it was time to step on the brakes and knock the accelerator.
"Of course I have to go to school, but I still have to deal with a lot of work on weekdays."
"Work!?"
As soon as Flynn finished speaking, suddenly a powerful force of pressure suddenly rose!
"Oh!"
You can also clearly hear the harsh wind blowing around you through the windows when the passenger plane sprints into the sky!
One of the biggest differences between small and large aircraft is that it offsets the pressure during takeoff. Flynn, who had never even done it, was only a year old. When did he experience such a situation? He was close to the back of the chair, his face looked extremely ugly, as if he was about to faint.
Fortunately, this force came and went quickly. Before Flynn could really faint, the plane rushed into the sky.
"Oh my god, my god"
Seeing the boy's face so ugly and constantly muttering and gasping, Alice was a little confused: "Why didn't you take the plane when you came to Los Angeles last time?"
"Oh my god, it's not an airplane, it's a train."
Train? What are you doing by taking the train?
Alice was stunned for a moment, but she immediately understood.
Compared with any other country, the US aviation industry is second to none. It is so developed that many jokes have even emerged. For example, the most typical one is that students who do not study geography courses, even think that Australia and the United States are bordered and can get there by driving directly.
Yes, if you take a plane, no matter where you go, you just look at the destination, no matter where you pass through. Unlike the Chinese trains, Spring Festival travel or student waves, which route will pass through those cities, passengers will know it as much as possible, and even use it to accompany you, or constantly research the route combination to save time and travel expenses.
Therefore, based on the developed aviation industry, the main function of passenger rail transportation in the United States is by no means passenger transportation, but tourism as the main project. High-quality restaurant-to-bar service, slow speed, and long journeys from east to west are indeed very suitable for sightseeing trips for the whole family.
For a little boy who had just "get out of the sea of bitterness", it is reasonable that the police would arrange a railway trip from New Mexico to California.
In a short while, the plane had already flown steadily in the stratosphere and arrived at its destination in less than two hours. Alice stretched her waist lazily, and at the same time, the flight attendant appeared in the cabin again, asking everyone what they wanted to eat for dinner.
"The package is ready, where are you?"
"combo."
When asked the old man, the other party put down the newspaper: "I want a set meal too."
After saying that, the Washington Post once again covered his face, and before that, Alice glanced at the page the old man was looking at, a news report about the House of Representatives' passing of a certain law.
After having nothing to do, Flynn started asking again: "Alice, you just said, you have many careers, what are you?"
Well, it’s quite fulfilling to show off in front of a little kid.
Alice smiled toothfully: "You mean I'm flying. Actually, it's nothing. If you want to talk about where to go the most frequently, I have a large company in San Jose that needs to fly over to deal with some things from time to time. In other places, Seattle has only been flying five or six times over a year, which is much lower than going to San Jose."
As she said that, she glanced at the old man who was reading the newspaper again.
Although he didn't know who the old man was, he must have not focused on the newspaper now, and Alice was very sure.
"You are only thirteen or fourteen years old, are you?"
As expected, Flynn was very surprised: "How could he become the boss of a big company?"
Alice glanced at the old man again, and he seemed to be still obsessed with it. As for the cover of the Washington Post, it happened to be printed with news about then President Reagan. Obviously, this newspaper is indeed of great purchasing value.
"Have you heard of technology investing in this?"
After saying this, Alice smiled softly.
In fact, from the first sentence, her volume was very low, and she looked like she was whispering: "Okay, I know you definitely don't understand. The meaning of technology investment is that you have a very critical technology in your hands. If this technology is very important to a company, you can enjoy a certain share in the company with it, which is a certain position, understand?"
As the saying goes, elders like to preach to younger generations. Seeing Flynn nodding, Alice also aroused such interest. She bowed her lower body slightly, put her head in front of Flynn, and whispered.
"Tell you, Flynn, I have mastered the manufacturing technology of routers. You know, this is a very amazing technology. As long as the patent is in hand, I can join a related company with it. Or, even if I don't have to pay a penny, I am a pure pauper, but as long as this technology is advanced and valuable, I can even set up a company, just use the technology to find venture capitalists to ask for money."
"So, I naturally chose to start my own business, and the company's address is located in San Jose. Oh, I'm so busy, after all, the business is expanding very quickly."
No matter how Alice talked, Flynn just stared at her.
At this point, where can he understand?
Don’t say that Alice is speaking English now. Professional vocabulary is professional vocabulary. If she doesn’t understand, she doesn’t understand. Even if she is in Chinese now, she will tell a 21st century Chinese boy about these things, what technology invests, venture capital, or even routers, who can understand?
So, this pretending whispering conversation was not for Flynn to hear.
Sure enough, before Alice finished speaking, the old man who had been covering his face with newspapers finally spoke.
"Little girl, what you said just now is not something he can understand."
The old man put down the newspaper and looked at Alice with a smile. Although the baseball hat covered half of his face, it could be seen that this was a person from the upper class. Although those eyes exuded a kind temperament, Alice felt clearly that he was constantly looking at himself.
"However, I wonder if you are interested, so I have a good chat with me, the old man?" To be continued.
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Chapter completed!